It is certain that we cannot escape anguish, for we are anguish. — Jean-Paul Sartre, Being and Nothingness
It is certain that we cannot escape anguish, for we are anguish. — Jean-Paul Sartre, Being and Nothingness
It is certain that we cannot escape anguish, for we are anguish. — Jean-Paul Sartre, Being and Nothingness
It is certain that we cannot escape anguish, for we are anguish. — Jean-Paul Sartre, Being and Nothingness
It is certain that we cannot escape anguish, for we are anguish. — Jean-Paul Sartre, Being and Nothingness
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It is certain that we cannot escape anguish, for we are anguish.

— Jean-Paul Sartre, Being and Nothingness
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